Chapter 2 - The Wicked Mistress
Landon stepped aggressively toward Elise, placing himself protectively in front of Cleo.
Cleo tightened her grip on Landon’s tailored sleeve, whispering in a soft, feigned voice that barely carried over the hushed murmurs of the crowd.
"Landon, please... she didn't mean it," Cleo murmured, her eyes wide with deceptive innocence while a cruel smirk flickered across her lips when Elise couldn't see.
Elise looked up from the marble floor, her heart breaking into a thousand pieces as she watched her husband defend his mistress without a second thought.
For five years, Elise had stood quietly by Landon's side, enduring his coldness while building his reputation behind the scenes.
"Don't cover for her, Cleo," Landon snapped coldly, his eyes burning with disgust as he looked down at his pregnant wife.
He raised his hand, aggressively pointing toward the grand double doors of the banquet hall.
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"Get out before you ruin tonight completely," Landon ordered, his firm, emotionless voice echoing across the silent room.
👉 Why was Landon so eager to banish Elise from the company's biggest night of the year?
